A 50% Chance of Cinematic Deadness for the Weekend.

I got the call.

Sort of.

Technically, I got the call that was to tell me that I might get "the call" tomorrow morning.

The agency called me this afternoon to see if I would be available to shoot on this coming Sunday. 8 hours of shooting for that "Millionaire Crime-fighter dresses up like Flying Rodent and Fights a Clown Man" movie that's shooting in town, this summer. You know, the movie that I've only been talking about in this blog for three months now.

They didn't have a lot of details about the shoot, but this is what they DID know...

-It's an all day shoot on Sunday. It will probably go for the full day, with the possibility of overtime.

-I'll play an Unnamed Bad Guy who is first seen playing cards, then he (and the other card players) get shot and later, Millionaire Crime-Fighter shows up to look for clues at the crime scene. (Where I will be playing the part of a lifeless corpse.) I am to lie very deadlike while Millionaire Crime-Fighter searches around me for playing cards or something like that.

-They asked me if I had a problem with being loaded with squibs (tiny explosives that you wear under your costume. While the camera is rolling, they explode, to simulate a bullet impact, shooting fake blood and shredded clothes all over the place.) I told them that I didn't have a problem with squibs.

-They also asked if I was okay being covered in blood, prosthetics, gore and other sustained bullet injuries and if I wouldn't mind laying still for a few hours at the crime scene whilst they shot around me. I said that I didn't have a problem with that either. I'm actually very good at laying around places.

So, they had me email a few more pictures of myself in, focusing on my head and face. The director of the film will review them tonight and pick his "Dead Guys". That's what they called my character, "Dead Guy".

Also, I might have to go in for a costume fitting on Saturday. They need time to sew the "Squib-pockets" into my suit.

For when I get my ass blown away in a major motion picture.

It's not a done deal, though. NOt by a logn shot.

The way I see it, it's 50/50 that it'll actually happen. A 50% chance that I'll get the call tomorrow morning and a 50% chance that I won't. So, be sure to take all of this with a grain of salt.

Either way, it's pretty exciting. I'd given up on hearing from them entirely. So, even getting the call and being considered for the part of one of three guys who will be in the scene with "Mr. Millionaire Crime-fighter" is cool as Hell. I hope he wears the suit. I'd love to see that fucking suit in motion.

I hope I get the actual call.

Cheers,
Mr.B